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2009. 9. 30.

one job please, with xtra moneysauce and a side of benefits

where exactly do you draw the line between confidence and arrogance? because i think i think i almost nailed my interview in toronto, with maybe only one little hiccup during thw whole thing, and now having said that, i'm gonna look a damn fool if i dont' end up getting this job. what else can i really say about this? i think i did well, in 2 weeks i'll get or not get a job.
one cool thing about the interview was that i got to go to canadia, surprisingly enough, as close as toronto is to cleveland, ive never been there before. do you know what's really unfair to canadianadianadiadiaadians? i can go to their country and pay for things with american dollars, but they can't come here and pay with candian dollars? well why the fuck not? certainly i can remember when $5 USD was like $8 CAD or whatever, but these days it's almost 1:1 xchange rate. it's a difference of like $0.004, just think about that for aminute. let them use canadian money in the states, right? don't worry, i already emailed the president about it.

what's toronto like? that's what i'm wondering. i showed up, did my interview, and left. now i wish i had taken some more time to poke around toronto, because it seems like a really cool place. supposedly it's the most diverse city on the whole north american continent. they have the CN tower, which i looked at but didn't go up in, but i bet it's cool for fans of tall buildings. there's a restaurant up there WITH $20 APPETIZERS AND $40 DINNERS so if you eat there youre an asshole!

i may have mentioned it before, but canadians dont say "eh?" or that long O vowel sound all the time. matter of fact, they sound like...us. every big name store in america that you can think of, they have one. i've never seen a tim hortons in cleveland though. and turns out its true that almost every sign is in english & french.

the hostel i stayed at was an interesting place, no bar at this one but there's also no lockout/curfew and its located downtown so you should be able to have fun while you're there. people like to hang out on the back porch, and it can get pretty fun out there. in fact, i'll go so far as to RECOMEND this place if you need a cheap place to stay in toronto. its like an big old house or something, rather than a hotel. and every room is named after some canadian celebrity. yes, there was a celine dion room. do you think it was haunted? i do.

just make sure that the next time you go to a hostel, whether its in toronto or addis ababa, make sure you play hostel bingo. i made a blank bingo card for you to use, just check off a box every time you see/hear/do/eat/experience something on the list, you know, like highway bingo. "addis ababa is the landlocked capital of ethiopia"


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mine looked like this

--guy who writes this

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2009. 9. 18.

boredom rant #2: the revenge of boredom

Boredom has struck again, this time in the form of my internet not working for the last 4 days or so. hai, soo desu, intanetto ga arimasen. anxious about any job-related emails, I went to my local library to check my email, i don't even remember the last time i was there. i try to avoid libraries when possible, after all they're kind of sucky places for the most part, wouldn't you agree? so many worthless books. it's such a tedious place, you can literally see it on the faces of everyone there.

is there anything more annoying (and boring!) than checking your inbox after a few days of not checking it? you need an e-machete to hack through all the shit and get to the important stuff. i'm in the US airways frequent flyer program, and goddamit they sure like to remind me about that every fucking day. i was promotions director at my college radio station, 88.7 fm WJCU about 3 or 4 years ago, and despite recently putting every marketing/promotions person on my spamlist, press releases somehow find my way into my inbox every day!!?!??!

BUT WAIT! there have been moments where i wasn't bored! i went back to that school i graduated from, and my Nihon-Go Sensei asked me "mai nichi nani (w)o shiteru?" well, i've been doing lots of things each day. around the house, mainly, and this is why i'd say i'm bored: i watch cartoon network's adult swim every night. awesome. i played resident evil 4 again, now we're having serious fun. a casual observer might say, i'm just smoking my life away, wasting my time all day, what they hey? but that person would be retarded, and wrong. you see, i had a mild case of productivity recently, and now i have two interviews coming up with companies that will send me to the land of the rising fun, the home of the blue hedgehog, the heaven of he...err...nvm about that last one. two interviews! SICK

now this is a big deal for me, because i've been applying to jobs in japan for a long time, and by that i mean, 2.5 years off and on. before i got TEFL'd (this is a verb which i created, and if you don't like it you. can. go. TEFL. yourself.) my cover letters looked something like this:

Hey there,

I don't have any experience or skills but I really, really, really, really, really, really, want to work in Japan. I consider myself somewhat of an expert on Japanese culture, because i've watched Akira AND ALL OF COWBOY BEBOP, even the feature length movie, which was honestly pretty bad especially when you compare it to the rest of the series you know what i mean? i also enjoy eating me a good tonkatsu every now and then. so hire me, i'm cool. HIRE ME PLZ OMG OMG

i always got a form-letter response

dear guy,

i didn't take time to read that shit you sent, but even if i did, i'd still be telling you that we don't have any job for you. please feel free to either a.) apply again, at which time i'll tell you the same thing or b.) shit in your oven, bake it and eat it. now personally, i don't care what you do. i'm not the one who needs a job. i have a job. you're the one with no job. loser.

well lately it's been different, i've either been applying at the right time, or right place, or something, but i've passed the phone interview stage with both a big ei-kaiwa, and a company that puts ALT's (just read the wiki i don't want to explain it) into public schools. so now i need to get ready for my face to face interview, videotaped teaching demonstration, grammar test and blah blah blah.

i'm feeling strangely and perhaps unjustifiably optimistic these days, and the surviving member(s) of team awesome could attest to the fact that optimistic just isn't me. normally i'm more of a "the glass is shattered on the floor and i stepped on it with bare feet and also that glass was full of liquid swineflu" kind of guy but now i see something intersting and potentially exciting coming up soon, i just need to wait for it to happen. and this is why it doesn't bother me to be bored right now! i will continue to watch reruns on adult swim every night, and a couple days before the interview, i'll think about getting ready for it. this doesn't require the Buddha's patience either, because i have a nintendo gamecube with resident evil 4, and shooting guys and gals in the crotch (only in a videogame, of course!), never gets old.

--guy who writes this
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2009. 9. 10.

boredom rant #1: lonely planet hates you and wishes you would die on a mountainside

Seeing as how i'm back in the place where my travels started, there's not much to blog about today as far as travel goes, right? well that may be true, but after spending the morning and most of the afternoon working on job apps where you need to spel check and punctuate GODDAMIT FUCK i decided to take a break from all that. now my first idea to unwind was to load up call of duty 4 and throw grenades at russians for awhile (hit '4' to use your flashbangs), but then i glanced at the books scattered across my desk and i had a better idea.

Lonely Planet: don't support their evil with your money. with the conclusion of my latest trip, i have now been the victim of 3 of their books, lp-south korea, lp-bangkok, and lp-greece. before we get into specifics here, let's get into generics here

4 SYMPTOMS INDICATING THAT YOU HAVE A LONELY PLANET BOOK



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here's a short account of an interesting or humorous incident, a.k.a. an anecdote: i was on a little vacation in busan, SK and i was using my lonely planet book to get around. the night before i had tried to find 2 of the places to sleep they had written about, but couldn't because of shitty directions, but i just figured that was a fluke, so i took it with me in search of Seokbulsa temple which is on Geumjeongsan mountain, right outside of Busan. now i have to be a little bit fair here: Seokbulsa is like a hidden place, it's really out of the way, it's kinda hidden on one part of the mountain, and a multi-kilometer uphill hike is unavoidable to get there. i dont have the book anymore, i'll tell you what happened to it in a minute, but i found the exact directions that i was working with online from LP's website. i wont link to it because you deserve better.

"From the South Gate (남문), the path indicated by the Mandeokchon (만덕촌) sign THERE IS NO MANDEOKCHON SIGN YOU SHITFUCKER leads to a collection of restaurants and foot-volleyball courts in Namman Village (남만 마을)I FOUND THIS WITHOUT YOUR HELP. At one point, the path stops at a court NO IT DOESNT; walk right THERES LIKE 4 DIFFERENT FUCKING WAYS TO GO WHICH WAY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT and pick up the trail on the other side. About 500m down the trail look for a sign that reads in Korean 석불사 입구 (Seokbulsa entrance)I COULD TOTALLY READ THAT SIGN IF I COULD FIND IT. Turn right and walk down the steep hill to the road sign pointing the way to a 600m uphill hump to the templeWHICH ONE OF THE UPHILL PATHS DO I TAKE THERE WERE 3 OF THEM GODDAMIT. On the way back, there's no need to return to Namman Village. Take the trail to the top of the mountain WHICH ONE??! WHICH FUCKING TRAIL??! THERE IS MORE THAN ONE FUCKING TRAIL YOU FUCKING COCKSMOKER! and ride the cable car down."
well finding this place was a fucking shitshow as you can imagine (although when i found it, i have to admit it's one of the coolest places i've seen) and i basically blundered into it, no thanks to lonely planet. on the way back however, i took my best guess as to which one of the MULTIPLE trails was the "trail to the top of the mountain" because it was going up. that was a mistake, one which i blame on lonely planet. the trails on Geumjeongsan go up and down, up and down, and their is a total lack of signage which is not LP's fault, but sometimes people operate with landmarks ok? use landmarks to tell me which trail to take! after going down the wrong trail for awhile, i had drank all my water, and my smoker's lungs were quitting on me, and i thought i couldnt walk any further. yes, i thought i was going to die on the mountain, thanks to lonely planet. murdered by lonely planet, if you will. so what happened next? i summoned some energy from deep within! and got up and walked back to where the trails split. i filled my water bottles with mountain water, because i was fucking thirsty and didn't see any other choice. i chose another trail AT RANDOM, and got the right one. when i got to the top of the mountain, there was an awesome view of the city of busan in the valley below, and i got some great pictures here. so what happened to my book? i threw that fucker as hard as i could from the top of Geumjeongsan, and i can only assume its still somewhere up there as long as the local wildlife is smart enough not to eat garbage. i feel a bit guilty for littering the beautiful natural mountainside, but honestly was that book going to help me get back to the city?

i'm not the only person who's been boondoggled by lonely planet. most complaints against the books fall in one of these categories:

--DIRECTIONS: are all around shitty, vague, just plain wrong (LP bangkok--Wat Arun), or impossible to follow because of things such as lack of signs in which case they should use landmarks in their directions
--INFORMATION: wrong phone numbers, wrong addresses, drastically wrong prices, wrong websites, wrong wrong wrong
--WRITTEN BY GAY PEOPLE: some of us don't care where all the gay bars are, and "sa-tahn ban-teung gair yoo tee nai?" is not a useful phrase for us in bangkok
--POINTLESS PHRASEBOOKS IN THE BACK OF THE GUIDEBOOK: "jaemi itneun-geo isseoyo?" will not help you navigate the streets of seoul. but then again, nothing can help you navigate the streets of seoul and the locals are lost too...oh korea, i'd be pissed if you weren't so damn cute

if you've purchaces a lonely planet book, don't despair! i'm here to help you out:
THE SAFE & PROPER DISPOSAL OF A LONELY PLANET BOOK

--guy who writes this
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2009. 9. 8.

hello cleveland

on my way to buy a delicious feta cheese pie yesterday, i took a shortcut through an alley. apparently it was the wrong alley. sitting on some steps i saw a guy with a needle in his arm, and i think it's safe to say that there wasn't insulen in that syringe, because his arm looked like a roadmap...of addiction! we made eye contact, and it was one of those 'oh shit' moments, so scoot scoot scoot i powerwalked my way out of there, rather than hang around to have a chat....or shoot the shit! ha ha ha, get it? it's funny. this happened around 5pm by the way. another traveller here told me he saw someone else in an alley a few days ago sticking himself in the thigh. what the hell, athens? quit doing heroin

oh and i know youre all curious about the cheese pie, yes, it was excellent

but now its time to scoot my way out of greece, and europe as well. in about 9 hours i'll be making my way to the airport. i've had my fun, learned quite a lot, and the number of countries my ratty old black flag sweatshirt has been to is now 4. i can't paint all of europe with the same brush, but i gotta say that i'm not particularly interestd in coming back to greece. it's a nice place, don't get me wrong, i'm just not that into it, to each his own yeah? greece is more into thereveda and i'm more zen. me and greece aren't playing sonic the hedgehog 2 in 2 player mode. maybe it's the attitude that i came to greece with that's the problem. i wasn't here on vacation, i came here to accomplish something and i did, so now its time to plan my next adventure. i'm going to spencer indiana on the 16th. FUN!

i think i've been here for about 5 weeks now. i didn't hit the famous greek islands, but i still feel like i got an idea of what this country's about, so here's some of the things i enjoy about greece:
--Smoker friendly country good for me, maybe not so good for others
--Not a puritanical society drink wherever you want to
--Food is filling and pretty tasty, but actually i wish it was spicier. there's no hot peppers, hot sauces and such, these people would shit themselves on the spot if they ate some kimchi.
--The people are mostly friendly, mostly, and i appreciate their laid-back style.

anyway, soon i'll be back in cleveland...for the second time this year...damn....this whole teaching english in foreign countries thing isn't really working out too well is it?

--guy who writes this
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2009. 9. 6.

little plastic pitchforks: euro mcdonalds is wierd

Almost everything is blogworthy now, at least that's the way i think after starting this blog. did a bird poop on the sidewalk? blog post. fuck, i stubbed my toe, post post post. so much has happened in the last 24 hours that i could make like 3 posts. i mean ttake a look at my day yesterday

--me and a friend checked into the hostel and our roomate is an unfriendly canadian woman, i guess i would be standoffish too if i was sleeping with strange men, but you're missing the point here: unfriendly canadian...those 2 words dont even make sense together. every canadian ive ever met has been friendly, so what gives?
--i almost got pickpocketed by a teenager but he didnt get anything because i turned around in time but im still excessively angry about it and fucking hate all teenagers
--the keyboard im typing on is broken and its hard to type
--we went to some bars last night

before i say anything else, lemme just tell you a story about my friend i checked into the hostel with and his quest. quest for chewing tobacco. yeah this guy likes to dip, but only brought 2 cans of it with him, thinking that he could buy it over here. well i guess we both learned that chewing tobacco must be an american/canadian thing, because you can't buy it here. come to think of it, i haven't seen it in asia either. mehneways, he realy wants his SKAOL pine cut chew or whatever, so after arriving in athens we noticed a tobacco store and went in. 2 steps in the door, i knew we werent going to find chew here.

it was a turkish tobacco store, they had intricate bongs and hookahs everywhere. well we asked for chewing tobacco anyways, and he didn't understand, then my friend mimed (miming is your way through the language barrier) putting chewing tobacco on his gums, and the store guy said, "oh, hashish? you want hashish?" "nO!" we said, you dont understand us, J mimed again, although really what was the point if the first time the guy thought he was miming for hash...do people chew hash? i dont think so. anyways this guy blurts out "I KNOW!" and looks really proud of himself

"go outside, see that alley there? find the kid with black, black face you know? black skin. he has it, but be careful."
".....uh......the kid has chewing tobacco?"
"yes yes, coca leaves, chewing tobacco! but be careful"
"drew, what's he talking about?"
"i think i saw those leaves in a movie once"

so this is a cautionary tale for all you folks that enjoy the taste of shit in your mouth, bring xtra cans of dip, BECAUSE IT IS EASIER TO FIND HASH AND THOSE COCAINE LEAVES THEY CHEW IN AFRICA

Moving right along, i had lunch at mcdonalds today, exciting, i know. when i travel, i'll usually stop in mcdonalds, because it gets pretty tasty in there, and i like to take note of the little things that are different from our mcdonalds. i guess now ive been in mcdonalds in 4 different countries besides america? i think we ate there in london too but that was awhile ago and i dont remember that trip so well. so off the top of my head i can think of the following

mcjapan: Squid burger, and they bow to you
mcthailand: they wai to you, and they deliver 24 hours a day, also, samurai pork burger
mckorea: bulgolgi burger, and when you're done eating you put the ice from your drink in one place, the paper trash in another, and place your plastic cup into the holder....oh korea, i'd be pissed if you weren't so damn cute

so whats it like here? i'll answer the question i know is foremost in your minds: yes, they have a euro menu. i dont understand why people find this so amusing, i mean, mcdonalds & euro mcdonalds have a value menu, why would euro md call it the dollar menu? walking in the door i thought it looked like a club or something, it was really fancy, with couches instead of booths. couches, in mcdonalds. there was a security guard here too, presumably to enforce the club dress code and make sure only cool people could get past the velvet rope? actually, this was in omonia square so his job was probably beating beggars senseless when they stumbled in the door. but maybe, maybe there's one more thing he does: ejecting drunks. yes, mcgreece serves. you cant buy ouzo, but you can get beer, guess who was drinking the beer, yeah, fucking teens. i should've yelled at them to turn their goddamn music down and get some fucking jobs. and stop drinking. in mcdonalds.

i scanned the menu for something you can't get in the states, and i had 2 or 3 options here, chicken mythic, and mcfarm. mcfarm? it looked exactly like all the other burgers on the picture menu, and i couldnt see what was so different about it. more tomatos or something? was it organic? i ordered it. here i'd like to point out that the service here is greek service, you know, because i'm in greece. so, greek mcdonalds is the antithesis of 'fast' food. eventually i got my food and went up to the 2nd floor, which was the smoking floor. an entire smoking floor in a restaurant? sweet! 45% of greek adults smoke.

i was genuinely excited unwrapping the mcfarm burger, i had no idea what kind of meat it was, what was on it, nothing, but this is the kind of thing that's interesting to me. it was a double......vegetable burger, DISGUSTING! actually, it wasn't too bad. the next thing that caught my eye made me chuckle, and i'm hoping to put a picture of this on my flickr at some point. the menu is in greek and english, but the ketchup packets? 7. different. languages. and english isn't one of them. it's cool, like a rosetta stone between 7 different languages, should i put this in a time capsule? now obviously throughout the EU, many different languages are spoken, but is it vitally important to print the contents of the ketchup like this, and wouldn't it have made more sense to do this with the menu? what will a hungarian do if they want to order a mcfarm in greece? can you imagine the kind of thinking that went into this? i gave it my best shot:
*****
"it sure is great being in charge of euro mcdonalds! what should i do today? get over here boy, i have a job for you."
"i'm 44 years old and i'm not your son."
**CRACK**
"shut your bitch mouth boy! now listen, i want you to make sure that we print the ketchup packets in 7 different languages. this is FUCKING important, hear? do not FUCK this up!"
"why don't we make a multi-lingual menu instead?"
**SMACK**
"i am really FUCKING tired of your backtalk! ketchup! 7 languages! and where the FUCK, did my FUCKING, whiskey go?"
*****
i think this is the most likely scenario. this kind of scene or something similar was probably responsible for the next little quirk of euru mcd: the little plastic pitchfork. i am really kicking myself for throwing this away instead of keeping it. its a TRIDENT, a small, plastic TRIDENT, the size of a straw or something. what is the purpose of this thing? am i supposed to use it to do battle with my friends? protect my home from intruders? a fry-fork? a burger impaler? i got some looks when i used as a fry-fork, so im guessing thats not it, but its perfectly suited to forking those fries. i need to know what this is for. what if they forget to give me one and i need to ask for it, whats the name of it (also, what would i need it for and why would i be asking for it?)? or should i just say 'EXCUSE me, how am i supposed to fucking eat without my burger impaler? idiot.'
can we please get these things in the states? we could study spanish on different levels of ketchup packets before we poke them open with our burger fork fry impaler
--drew
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2009. 9. 4.

hostel party.

The Class is over, we all passed. we all got TEFL'ed, got our certificates and had some champagne in the classroom, good times.

in other news, i'll be in athens until tuesday night with no pressing business to attend to, so you know what that means. yep, you guessed it: hostel party.

i'm more of a hotel guy myself but you can't beat the dirt cheap hostel prices, especially when youre staying in the most expensive capital in europe. yes its true, after switching to the euro athens is now the most expensive capital in europe. 5 euro coffees, 8 euro pints of beer, go to www.xe.com and see what i'm dealing with.

i've stayed in hostels twice before, and i gotta say that they do have one special thing going for them that you can't find at a hotel. yep, you guessed it: hostel party.

hostel party. usually goes something like this: it's a tuesday night and people are sitting around the common area, checking emails, having coffee, smoking, pretending to read a book that a hip cultured person would read but actually just zoning out and waiting for the hostel party. to start. the unspoken thought on most peoples minds is, 'its tuesday night, and weve got a big day tomorrow, i better go to bed soon.' but then somebody, often but not always a new arrival says 'hey anybody want to have a drink?' this is the start of (yep, you guessed it:) hostel party. if your hostel has a bar, that's great. the one we're staying in does. true to the tradition of greek hospitality you allegedly get a free 'welcome shot' for walking in the door. if bar does not exist at your hostel, go for a hostel with no curfew and no lockout to avoid an allround shitty situation.

whats the most coolest thing about hostel party. you ask? people check in and out of hostels every day, so you have a constantly revolving cast of characters at each one of your hostel party. this means that each hostel party. can be different, if you choose it will be so. SO, this is what i'm upto for the next four or so days, hanging around athens with people from the TEFL course, in a hostel, at the hostel party. hostel party. hi, my name's drew and i'm an alky.

the TEFL course! is finished now, and i got my ever-useful TEFL certificate, although i think it might be a little more useful for getting a job if i cross out "TEFL" with a marker and write "MasTerz DegRe" i'm relieved that this thing is finished, besides the stuff i mentioned the other day, i didnt put much thought before i came as to how much it sucks to go to class for 11 hours a day, 5 days a week. but i'm still glad i came here, all things considered

WHAT I GOT

--A TEFL CERTIFICATE oh shit did i say TEFL certificate? i meant masters degree...i got a masters degree..
--Friends friends are good, even if they are directly competing with you for the same jobs
--A list of over 100 language schools...with phone numbers YOU guys better get caller ID, because i'm gonna talk to you every day until one of us caves. mom, there's gonna be some charges on the phone bill

LESSONS LEARNED
--THE KEY TO TEACHING EFL is stealing complete lesson plans from other people who are better teachers than you. thank you internet
--GETTING EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED to people who will essentially be out of your life in one month is not a great idea
--JOB SEARCH for at least 2 hours a day, not 15 minutes of 'instapply' followed by youtube & videogames
--PEOPLE NOTICE WHEN YOU SCRATCH YOUR BALLS don't scratch your balls, people notice

this has been an experience. soon i'll have enough XP to level up! i just keep getting better and better, awesome people tend to do that.

--drew
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2009. 9. 2.

i dont remember stuff so good no more

Happy Birthday Erin! (Erin J) I forgot, again. happy birthday.

--guy who writes this
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2009. 9. 1.

oh bitch bitch bitch QQ some more

The next time i meet someone who can't pronounce my name, wherever that may be, i can just tell them that my name is the past-simple form of (to) draw. i know enough about the english language to say that now. and presumably, this is the reason why i was named drew in the first place, to make it easier to say for the good people of Bratislava, Slovakia.


but it hasn't all been fun and grammar here at the TEFL institute in corinth. i have time to write this because i've finished my last essay. this is a long post but i'm totally going somewhere with this (but only in my own fucked head) JUST SKIM EACH PARAGRAPH FOR THE MAIN IDEA AND ANSWER THE QUESTIONS BELOW, REMEMBER TO WRITE IN SENTENCES AND USE YOUR NEW VOCABULARY CAPSLOCK = COOL


let me go on a little tangent here first. SOMEONE UPDATE THE TEFL BLACKLIST PLZ, it hasn't been updated in 2 years. it hasn't been updated in 2 years. it hasn't been updated in 2 years. do you know how long it's been since it's been updated? well, actually i happen to know and i can tell you, it hasn't been updated in 2 years.

"it hasn't been updated in 2 years" is a negative sentence in the present perfect tense, i can't deny that i learned lots of shit here...but i also can't deny that this is a (mostly) bullshit operation. now part of me doesn't really care too much, because in 2 days i'll have a TEFL certificate, no matter what. so what's the problem? well there's a few i can think of

***THERE'S 2 TEACHER TRAINERS WHO WORK HERE WHO HAVE BEEN TOTALLY AWESOME AND HELPFUL THE WHOLE TIME, AND NONE OF THIS IS DIRECTED AT THEM, THEY'RE THE BEST PEOPLE HERE***

acommodation: i sleep in a living room with 2 other people, decently cool guys for sure, but i dont never have no privacy, hey why was i told that there would be a single room for me? the hot water cut out on us for 5 days, and at 250 euros for the month, those 5 days i had the second most expensive cold showers ive ever had in my life. the cold shower i won at the annual cold shower silent auction in Busan SK was slightly more expensive. there's 3 girls living in the flat too, which means 6 people using the one bathroom in a flat meant for 3 or so people. don't forget, in greece, you can't flush toilet paper, you have to put your shitty shit paper in the trashcan. well with 6 people doing this, our bathroom smells like something wonderful, man. did you know that girls poop too? i didn't believe it at first either. i can only imagine that it's better than the situation at the main trainee house, with 9 people, 1 bathroom. must be pretty hard to get a shower in the morning over there? and bedbugs. we literally have bedbugs? something bites at night, having screens on the doors, which we have to leave open to avoid burning alive, might help. not having the internet we were promised is quite annoying as well. and the response from our TEFL hosts to all these complaints is either 'it's greece, get used to it' or 'you're not in a 5star hotel.' i won't even get in to the dead dog in our dumpster incident

goddammit, this post is too long

job placement: if you don't intend to help any of the people who pay for your course get jobs, you shouldn't claim 8 out of 10 students get jobs. now i understand that no agency should guarantee a job for plenty of reasons, but there's more to the story! ok, TEFL in greece, lots of people on this course want to get into it, and lucky for them, there's TEFL opportunities here! great! but...it's 80% or more of the TEFL jobs in Greece are through Anglo-Hellenic Teacher Recruitment....which is the company run by the guy running this course and his wife. now you'd probably think, 'if your teacher is the guy who controls all the jobs, shouldnt it be easy to get jobs?' surprisingly enough, the answer is no, because this guy is somewhat ofa shitfucker, as well as (i.m.o.) an alcoholic and a womanizer, and about to be sued, more on that later. anyways his wife makes no secret of her opinion about americans, i believe it was one of the first nights all the trainees were together when she enlightened us to the fact that "AMERICANS ARE SO STUPID" because "YOU NEVER THINK!" what? what do we never think about? i think about lots of shit, every day. like when i decide which black t-shirt to wear, that's thinking. there are neuroblaster things exploding in my head while i'm deciding which black t-shirt is the least filthy. see? i even know how the brain works.

now in just one short year of being in a foreign country, plus my trip to thailand, plus being here in greece, i've met a fair amount of people from other english speaking countries, and if any of them had this attitude about americans, none of them, not one, ever expressed it like that. most of them don't have an opinion about you at all, until they get to know you, which is how normal people operate. sure, everyone has shit to say about our government, but most realize pretty quickly that railing on our government to me isn't going to change anything. i'm not gonna whip out my cellphone and call the president. "hey you know how we have a problem with _______? well this person at the bar totally knows what we should do. lemme put them on" her diatribe about our lack of brain power is only the tip of the iceberg, annd well it's a pretty immature mindset for a well-travelled person in middle age i.m.o. although i guess my dad thinks the same shit about other countries, so there you go, you can still be immature over the age of 60.

if you've read this far, isn't their something more worthwhile you could be doing?

i have been guilty of this too, but quickly updated my worldview after meeting people from not-america. most best example: not all canadians say "eh?" all the time. only people from rural canadia do that. but TEFL corinth has been in operation FOR 4 FUCKING YEARS! in all that time i refuse to believe that there hasnt been ONE fucking person from america who wasnt a fat , loudmouthed, stupid alcoholic! why am i railing on this woman so much? SHE IS THE PERSON WHO DECIDES IF YOU GET A JOB IN GREECE OR NOT. remember i said that almost all the greek jobs are through anglo-hellenic teacher recruitment? anglo-hellenic is just a psuedonym for her. she'll take your resume (everyone else in the world calls it a CV) and say she'll send it to the schools, then she will go upstairs (they live on the 2nd floor of the main trainee house) and dice your CV, using it to complete her horiatiki zalata, the hope-sauce that oozes out of the paper makes it taste better. she makes it a point to be unavailable all the time, always assuring people that she can meet them the next day, then making an excuse at that time too. one of my roommates (god i hate typing that, but he's alright) was trying to meet with her almost every day since the 2nd week of the class, but she kept blowing him off and told him to send an email, which he did, then she said he was sending too many emails! he sen't one email. she keeps ranting about how greek companies don't want to hire americans, because they don't have an EU passport. now this i can understand, it would be much more complex for an american to legally work in the EU than a brit, but i REFUSE to believe that it's impossible. and goddamn i feel lucky that i don't have any desire to work in EU. i would be well and truly pissed off if that were the case.

if you've read THIS far there's something wrong with you

in 4 weeks, she has only brought one potential job to one person, then she said, 'tell me about your life.' well thats a dumb question with lots of different answers, but this girl answered the best she could, after which the offer was retracted, because she wasn't ecologically minded enough or something? i didn't exactly understand. no one did. she plays favorites so if she doesn't like you, you better not dare to even think about getting a job in this country. she even ratfucked the roommate i mentioned before, when he called a place in athens asking about a job ad in the english newspaper, they told him to come to an interview. SOMEHOW (?) she found out and they contacted him to let him know that they'd talked to her (!!) and that he didn't need to come to that interview because he would have to work illegally?? they knew he was american when he called them the first time!

if being american is the reason she is so unhelpful about helping people with the job search, then even my dog, who has little understanding of human ways, would be disappointed. in fact when she finishes reading this, she'll probly do that thing where she covers her eyes with her paws. the most CONDEMNING thing was that a couple days ago, anglo-hellenic (heh) posted that they have 80 jobs available in greece! WTF?! i salute the people on this course who have seen what's what and are taking the job situation into their own hands. best of luck to you.

i better clarify my earlier accusations against our teacher though. he's come into class tipsy on more than one occasion, but i suppose we should forgive him that because it's the greek way (he's british though) and we all do this too on fridays, so i can't hold that against him. on the 2nd day of class he rubbed a girls upper thigh in a meaningful way, which started a major shitshow as you can no doubt imagine. one of the people on this course, an EU citizen living in athens, is considering suing for false advertisement...we'll see how that one works out, i don't know. i wont get involved.

ok, you should REALLY stop reading this now

interstingly enough, if you look on the FUCKING TEFL BLACKLIST multiple people are voicing the same complaints FROM 2 FUCKING YEARS AGO, WHOOPS GUESS I SHOULD'VE CHECKED THAT BEFORE I PAID 900 EUROS AND YES I GUESS THAT MAKES ME ANOTHER STUPID AMERICAN WHO DOESNT THINK!

ok, capslock is hurting my eyes, enough of that. after reading my graduate school thesis here, you might be surprised to know that i don't feel like i was robbed of 900 euros. why? because, thanks mostly to the 2 teacher trainers i briefly mentioned before, i did learn a lot of stuff here. about grammar, about how to teach more better good, all things i need to know. i'll be a helluva lot more confident walking into that next job, thanks to them. and i'll have a certificate too.

when i first came here to korinthoss, i felt like i was on a contest reality show like project gay, america's next top frat mattress and top chef. top chef was alright i guess, seein as how i like food and whatnot. well how bout a show about 15 people living together training to be TEFL teachers? there were competing personalities, and some dramaz, and some people were so defensive about their actions in the classroom you would've thought they were trying to protect their baby from you or something but this group has come together somewhat, because many people feel theyre being shit on to an equal extent. and you know what they say, if someone's shitting on you....well then you better move outta the way! rofl rofl i bet you were hoping i'd say something smart weren't you?

if youve made it to this point without falling asleep or dying, you deserve a drink, so go ahead, treat yourself and don't feel bad bout it. typing this took an entire hour of time that i should've used to study for the final TEFL test tomorrow. but even after realizing that, i still dont want to study for it, so i'm gonna go see what it's like to nail my dick to the floor.

--guy who writes this

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